Motels

While in Illinois, we spent two nights at a rather expensive motel.  The web site showed a beautiful swimming pool and exercise room, both of which sounded good to someone like me who needs to work out.

However, when we got there, the swimming pool was closed because of chlorine problems and the exercise room had only one piece of equipment I could use, a recumbent bicycle.  Our room was way too warm and there was no way to cool it down. I woke up sweating.  Agony. The hallways were even warmer

I found motels like this across the western states last summer.  Once I called ahead and asked, "Do you have a swimming pool?"  Yes, indeed the motel did.  I made the mistake of not asking if there was water in it.

I saw billboards that promised low rates at a certain motel some sixty miles ahead.  When I got there, the clerk said, "Oh, those are our winter rates."  It was July.

Over the years, I've wanted to use saunas and whirlpools that were out of order. This happens far too often.

Given a choice between a motel and a tent, I would always take the tent....weather permitting.

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Wade has another story at Black Coffee Fiction
http://blackcoffeefiction.blogspot.com
He describes a battle outside Yuri's door and a war within with a refuge.  What is the honorable thing to do?

Next week I have to come up with a short story myself, so I will be holing up and working at this computer.